Trafford’s Trading Club

In the hall, there were only Song Haoran and others.

At this time, what everyone was looking at was a scene captured on DV by a Song family soldier who had gone deep into the imperial mausoleum.

The living dead that appeared in the tomb, the Suzuki family's father and son's powers beyond ordinary people, and finally the mysterious room with the huge altar...until the altar exploded in the end.

The recorded image also stopped at the moment when the altar exploded, and the Song family soldier holding a DV fell down.

In fact, the Song family's exploration this time was not unscathed, but several experts were injured, and many of them suffered minor or serious injuries.

Song Tianyou and Song Ying looked at everything that happened on the screen and were speechless for a long time. This could not help but remind them of the terrible thing that happened on the Song family's territory not long ago. The horrific zombie invasion of the hospital.

It was only because Mr. Blind took action that time that it was finally solved. Even though Mr. Blind couldn't explain why the 'giant tree' that was formed by the fusion of a large number of zombies withered and died.

At this time, because of the DVDs that were shot and the proofs from Song Da and Song Er, no matter how much I tried to explain it from a scientific perspective, it was of no use. Therefore, there was a short silence in the hall.

After a while, Father Song slowly said: "Do the Zhang family members know about the imperial mausoleum?"

Song Haoran said: "I don't think so. Regarding this matter, I guess the Zhang family doesn't know what is in the imperial mausoleum, let alone what will happen. Ah Qi chose to terminate it as soon as he saw the living dead. I think this cooperation is to protect Zhang Qingrui's only seedling. In this case, if the Zhang family knew that the inside of the imperial mausoleum was so dangerous, they would not agree to the Suzuki family's cooperation request from the beginning... But obviously, The Zhang family doesn’t know, but the Suzuki family must know something.”

"What about the two father and son?" Dad frowned at this time.

Song Haoran said helplessly: "In the chaos, I threw away the Suzuki Association's men and ran away."

Song Tianyou pondered for a moment, and then looked at Uncle Wu, "Lao Wu, we are on the island country. I remember a few acquaintances. Please ask them to check the background of the Suzuki family and be careful not to alert others."

"I understand, sir." Uncle Wu nodded quickly.

Because all the people present were core members of the Song family, Song Tianyou had no intention of hiding anything at this moment, "There are monastic circles in the country, and there are also demon clans... In fact, I have learned from Mr. Blind a few years ago. I heard it in his words. Mr. Blind also said that there are many non-humans in the country who are stronger than him. This time Haoran helped so many of them and waited for their tokens. It is difficult to say that it is a good thing in the end. Still bad.”

The two direct descendants of the Song family looked at Song Tianyou solemnly.

Song Tianyou said after a while: "You have to mark each of these tokens and remember clearly which person each represents. From today on, this matter is not allowed to be spread, and these tokens are not allowed unless necessary. You are not allowed to take it out at any time, I will keep it myself."

"I know." Song Haoran nodded.

Song Tianyou said again: "Song Da, I heard that Mr. Blind is nearby. Can you please contact him for me?"

"Okay." Song Da nodded.

After that, Song Tianyou looked at Song Haoran and said seriously: "What do you plan to do with the woman brought back from the imperial mausoleum?"

"Let's take a look first and then talk." Song Haoran thought for a while and then added, "I'll sleep outside tonight."

…

The place where he stayed was a relatively remote family in the village.

Song Haoran spent some money to temporarily let the family move to a relative's home.

In the simple room, the incandescent light tube was a bit old and dim. Song Haoran moved a folding stool and sat about two meters away from the window, keeping looking at the sleeping woman... ...Of course, the eldest son of the Song family took some safety measures and took away the bead that the woman was so interested in.

It seems that there is a safe distance. Once the bead is far away from her, she will become painful. And as the distance increases, the degree of pain will increase, and after reaching a limit, the woman's body will appear. A trace of gray smoke seemed to be evaporated.

Two meters is the limit.

When I returned to the Song family's ancestral home, it was already one or two o'clock in the afternoon, and now, it was already evening in the blink of an eye. Song Haoran found that the safe distance seemed to have increased a bit... At night, it became about three meters. This made Song Haoran wonder, and he became more and more curious about the origin of this woman and the story behind this bead.

Suddenly, a strange sound startled Song Haoran who was concentrating with his eyes closed... He opened his eyes.

On the bed, the woman woke up again.

But after she woke up, her face was pale and her whole body was weak. She struggled to get up from the bed, but after holding up half of her body with her hands, she reached her limit and fell down again.

This woman is almost the most beautiful among the many women Song Haoran has seen. In his impression, even the vampire who was imprisoned in his hometown at the moment is a little different from this woman... It seems that there is still a need for beauty. On top of this mysterious woman.

Song Haoran vaguely remembered it, but couldn't recall it.

"Give me back the beads." The woman struggled to speak at this time, staring coldly at Song Haoran.

"Is this something you use to save your life?" Young Master Song picked up the beads at this time... The appearance of the beads made the woman want to stand up again, but she soon lay down weakly again.

"It's better not to force it." Song Haoran said calmly: "First of all, I don't really like grabbing other people's things. But your origin is too mysterious, so for my own safety, I think I shouldn't just leave it like this. Hand it back to you... If it were you, I think it would be the same, right?"

The woman snorted softly.

Song Haoran smiled and said: "Don't be unwilling... After all, it was me who woke you up from the sarcophagus and brought you out. Otherwise, you don't know how long you will lie in that cold sarcophagus, never seeing the light of day." "

The woman just sneered, "Thieves, you must have a plan when you break into this palace...here, anywhere, send me back quickly, otherwise...the Great Qin cavalry will crush this place." "

Song Haoran turned his head to look at the woman in plain clothes and ancient costume, and suddenly said: "You mean the Great Qin Cavalry?"

The woman said coldly: "The Great Qin Iron Cavalry swept across the country and suppressed the world... Aren't you afraid?"

Song Haoran slowly rubbed his fingers, "The Great Qin Cavalry... Well, this is more difficult. After all, no one will be afraid of an army that has died long ago, right? This lady... No, this girl, How long have you been sleeping in the sarcophagus?"

The woman's face changed slightly. She looked at the things in the room, and her expression of strangeness and fear gradually became stronger... Many things were incredible to her.

Her voice was trembling as she said, "Who is the current emperor... or is he still the First Emperor?"

Song Haoran was stunned for a moment, then seemed to think of something, but shook his head again.

The woman took a deep breath, and her voice trembled a little more, "Is it Hu Hai? He...he ascended the throne?"

Song Haoran shook his head again.

"Who...is it?"

Song Haoran stared at the woman for a while, frowning under her uneasy gaze, "I have been encountering strange things recently. Of course, this is a good thing for me, who makes me like What about the surprise? However, this surprise seems a bit big... Are you from the ancients? From the Qin Dynasty? "

"what for?"

Song Haoran said slowly: "According to what you said, you must have lived for more than two thousand years, right? I don't know if the First Emperor and Qin II you mentioned are the ones I know, but at least in the history I know, This was all two thousand years ago, and the Great Qin Cavalry has long since ceased to exist... By the way, there is no such title as emperor now, at least in this country, there is no imperial system."

"What nonsense! How could the Qin Dynasty disappear!" The woman excitedly pushed herself up.

She even rolled off the bed at once.

Seeing this, Song Haoran not only did not help him, but immediately stood up and distanced himself from the woman again... The woman raised her head with difficulty and looked at him bitterly.

Young Master Song said: "Listen, I'm not a person who likes to use violence against women, but I have a strong desire to protect myself. Because I don't like accidents to happen. So, I think you need to calm down." "

Saying that, Song Haoran slowly backed away.

"No... don't..." The woman's voice gradually became weak, and finally she lowered her head and passed out.

Song Haoran stood still and observed for a while. After confirming that the woman was really unconscious, he used his legs to lift the folding stool over and sat down again.

At this time, a group of Song family soldiers suddenly rushed in outside the rented bungalow. It turned out that a group of heavily armed soldiers had been ambushing them for a long time. For the sake of safety, Young Master Song even ordered someone to load up a light RPG. .

The soldiers who rushed in suddenly became nervous when they saw the woman lying on the ground, "Strategy! What happened!"

"I'm fine." Song Haoran shook his head, suddenly looked at the soldier and said, "Go and prepare something for me."

"Okay!" The soldier said quickly: "What do you need?"

Song Haoran said, "Go prepare a few screens, and then look for some historical information about China. It's close to two thousand, so you don't need to be too careful, it's probably enough. Also, go to the nearby towns and find a history teacher for me."

"history teacher?"

"Oh... let's tie him back." Song Haoran thought for a while, "It will save you trouble."

"Okay, I'll do it right away!" The soldier nodded excitedly after hearing this, thinking that it was normal to kidnap people.

"Wait, come back."

"Military advisor, do you have any other orders?"

"Make me some braised beef noodles and bring them over. I'm a little hungry since I haven't eaten dinner."

"……good!"

…

…

The sound was like a tide, coming in quickly. It was a series of low and terrifying sounds... It seemed as if something was beginning to erode him bit by bit... I couldn't breathe... and was eventually swallowed up.

Momo woke up with a start. After waking up in a cold sweat, he found that the place he was in was in Wolong Villa, and the room was exactly when he came to the Villa to report. He even stayed in the room where he stayed. I saw my luggage.

"You finally woke up."

At this time, outside the door, a man in a black suit opened the door and walked in.

"What the hell..." Mo Mo frowned.

But the man suddenly said: "Please wait a moment."

The door was closed like this... and not long after, a man who called himself Yan Xiaoxi and was almost the same age as Mo Mo appeared in front of him.

"I don't have much time to give you, Mr. Momo, let's talk while we walk."

Mo Mo was told most of what happened in the mausoleum, and then Yan Xiaoxi took him out and went to a basement of Wolong Villa.

Here, Momo saw Zhan'er lying on a hospital bed with various tubes inserted into her body, and even a team of medical staff guarding her.

Through the glass, Mo Mo could only see the fluctuations on the heartbeat monitor and was convinced that Zhan'er was not dead. "He...he is in the end?"

Mo Mo couldn't help but look at Yan Xiaoxi beside him.

"His brain was penetrated by a bullet." Yan Xiaoxi said calmly: "After you were rescued from the mausoleum, Taoist Su Mubai found that he had not yet died, so he brought him back together. Fortunately, The bullet only penetrated the front lobe of his brain and exited, but did not stay in his brain, so he saved his life. But unfortunately, he may never wake up."

"Zhan'er..." Mo Mo pressed his palm on the isolation glass and sighed: "He actually didn't do anything, his mind is just that of a child, but in the end he ended up like this... I was useless! "

Yan Xiaoxi said calmly at this time: "Mr. Momo, I don't think there is much time left for you to be sad now. I brought you to see him so that you can become more attentive."

"Me?" Mo Mo smiled bitterly: "What can I do? Even senior masters like Taoist Master Baijie have disappeared... I am just a fledgling boy."

Yan Xiaoxi said: "It's true that he is a fledgling, but no one says that he is incompetent. The fact that you can lead him and escape from the fight between the Taoist demon and the Taoist demon has already proven your ability."

Momo shook her head, sighed and said, "What do you want me to do?"

Yan Xiaoxi said: "As far as I know, Mr. Momo is sending something to Taoist priest Yang Taizi of Huanzhen Tao. In fact, at every meeting in Penglai, Huanzhen Tao will give it to Tianxin Daiyi of Buyi Tao. A token to complete the final ritual. You also know that behind the Taishan case is the conspiracy of the 71st generation of Tianxin. According to Taoist Master Sumubai, when he found you, you were not trapped in On the crystal pillar that extracts the power of life. So I have enough reasons to believe that the 71st generation Tianxin may not have harmed you for some reason. In fact, he may even want to obtain this token from you... Mo Mr. Mo, do you still have the token in your hand?"

Mo Mo smiled bitterly and said, "That thing was stolen on the first day I came to Wolong Villa."

Yan Xiaoxi was stunned for a moment, frowned and said, "Who stole it?"

Momo said: "It's a young woman named Nero. She has white hair. She is easy to recognize."

"Nero...white hair?" Yan Xiaoxi frowned and said thoughtfully: "Is it Michael? How could this matter have anything to do with them?" 8)